Gianna Kerikeri Whore ❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, whore, huh? That slippery ol’ word’s got more layers than a damn onion, dont it? Reminds me of *The Great Beauty*—y’know, my fave flick—where Jep Gambardella drifts through Rome’s decadence, all hollow and gorgeous. “I was looking for the great beauty,” he says, “but I didn’t find it.” Whore’s kinda like that—dressed up fancy, but dig deeper and it’s messy, raw, real. Makes me wanna chew on it like Hannibal Lecter—fictional, o’course—“I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s how I see it, chompin’ into the guts of what whore means.

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But then, I see this group of teenagers near the rocks. They’re climbin’ and jumpin’ off into the water. I’m like, “Oh great, here we go again.” I shout, “Hey! Be careful!” But they just wave me off. Classic Kerikeri teens, right? Thinkin’ they’re invincible.

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